00[16:54] <&Valen> Valen had decided that the poor Lucas would have to be an errand runner today. he had called the poor maid-boy in to his office. Valen waited patiently paging through a book sitting at one of the few couches within that dreadful office.
06[16:56] * +Lucas knocked on the door once before opening it and taking a step inside. In his arms were envolopes from the mail box he just checked on. "Master? You wanted to see me? Oh, and where should I put these?" He said lifting his arms slightly in a gesture to show him all the mail.
00[17:00] <&Valen> "Yes I did." Valen responded. "Set them on the desk if you please." He called slipping a copper colored place holder in to the book and shutting it before setting it upon the table. "Lucas I would like for you to run a few errands for me today. " Valen said as he opened up one of the many cabinets and took out and extremely frilly maid's dress-at least ten times as decorative as the last maid dress Lucas laid eyes on. " I would like for you to first take this down to the tailors and have it taken in a few sizes." Valen seemed to forget to tell Lucas as to what size it should be made in to as he laid it out on the back of the couch. Nor did he brief him with any sort of measurements.
07[17:04] * +Lucas nodded,setting them down in a nice pile on the desk and when he looked over he saw.. a black maid's dress O///o not again. But when Valen started talking about getting it tailored he was so relieved that he didn't have to wear it, he completely didn't notice that there were no mesurments given. "Sure,Master." He said softly,reaching his hand out to take the dress from him.
00[17:07] <&Valen> Valen seeme dto be wiating exspaectantly for the boy to inquier one his specification he needed done to the dress before telling him of his other errands.
06[17:10] * +Lucas blinked as the dress wasn't handed over to him. "Huh? ..o..oh, what else needs to be done to the dress? Like what mesurments and stuff?" He had never gone through any of this trouble before over clothes, mainly since his were passed down from his older brother.
00[17:17] <&Valen> Valen walked around Lucas looking the boy up and down before pausing after compiling one full circle around the boy. "You look just about perfect." He seemed to just smiiiiiile at Lucas. He handed the dress over gently. "I would also like for you to pick up a few bloomers , garters, stockings and corsets from the Lace section while you are at the Tailor's. I'm sure any one working there can help you with your choices after all I do expect fine taste. Then I would like for you to go down to the perfume shop and sample a few scents I would for you to bring home three, one that's very summery and another that's elegant, as for the other, pick what you like best." Valen took a breath. "I'd also like for you to pick up a few make up supplies... I trust you'll be fine with picking out what looks best. Oh yes please do take Dameon with you. He's been asking to go to the shops lately." Valen then went to his desk to take a seat and sort through the mail.
07[17:24] * +Lucas blushed as Valen walked around him, making him feel selfconscience. Then he began listing off stuff he needs, that since the poor maid-boy had nothing to write it down on, he would have to memorize it all! D: Maybe this was all for the Mistress, hmn.. (C.)
[17:26] <+Lucas> He couldn't help but feel uneasy when his master said 'you look just about perfect' after studying him like that. Oh well. He took a hold of the dress carefully, not to wrinkle it. "Yes,sir. I'll go find Dameon and they we'll set off." He gave him a tiny nod as he turned towards the door. *Sigh* Why must I have such a weird master? u.u
[17:38] <@Ashley> Demeon was in his room after a day of classes, practicing his craft at the violin. While certainly not perfect, it was clear the boy had skill with the instrument, as he should. He's been playing it since he was a lad. While attempting a more complicated piece, however, his playing was not up to his own standards, and finally after three of four tries, he carefully set the violin in
[17:38] <@Ashley> it's case, put it away, and then sat on his bed with a huff, arms crossed and wondering what he should do now.
06[17:43] * +Lucas made his way down the hall way and turned towards the boy's corridor. He found Demeon's rather easily and gave a couple quick knocks before stepping back and waiting for him to answer instead of barging in his room and intrupting something.
[17:46] <@Demeon> Fishing out a book to pass the time with, Demeon looked towards the door with great interest. Could it be a certain someone? His cheeks flustered a small bit, and he looked to his vanity mirror to make sure everything was in order. He then took in a deep breath, and went to open the door with a soft smile. Upon seeing it was Lucas on the other side, the bright demeanor was promptly
[17:46] <@Demeon> dropped, with a disappointed, "Oh." Demeon turned back towards his room and nonchalantly added, "What can I do for you?"
07[17:52] * +Lucas was looking down the hall while he was waiting so see if anything was going on in this side of the building, he turned back to the door as the boy opened it. "O-oh, hi, Master Valen said to bring you along to the store. Would you like to come?" He gave a meek smile, which faded as Dameon walked back to the room with no intrest in him at the door. -///-
00[18:01] <&Valen> Jackie popped up. "Come on Lucas, Demeon the carriage is here." Jackie said panting slightly. "Hello there again Lucas." he greeted with a smile although still slightly out of breath.
[18:11] <@Demeon> Demeon didn't mean any offense, but if thats how Lucas took it then oh well. When he heard that Lucas was to accompany him to the store, his interest suddenly perked, "Oh, Mr. Rosewood sent you to be my escort. Wonderful. I'll get dressed." Currently he was only in a frilly dress shirt and pants. He needed his coat and stuff to go out side in this weather. As he started to get ready,
[18:11] <@Demeon> he saw Jackie, "Oh, are you coming as well? It will only be a moment." Demeon then proceeded to properly dress himself in his coat, boots, gloves, and his hat, all of which was just as highclass looking as could be. It only took about ten minutes but finally Demeon was ready, "Alright then let's go."
06[18:13] * +Lucas smiled at Jackie. "Hello, Master Jackie." He said, getting into the carriage with the dress placed nicely on his lap. He moved toward the edge of the seat, towards the window to make room for the other two.
00[18:25] <&Valen> Jackie climbed in to the chamber and nodded. "Yup I have things to do." He said simple gesturing for Demeon to join them.
[18:27] <@Demeon> Demeon carefully stepped into the carriage, not sure why the help got into the carriage first >3>; but, he wasn't going to let that bother him. He took his seat and fixed his clothing, making sure all was prim and proper before settling down.
06[18:30] * +Lucas was daydreaming out the window, while he waited for them to leave. Paying no attention to anyone else, he just sat there quietly with his hands folded on the dress.
00[18:36] <&Valen> It wasn't terribly long before they arrived and once every one wa sout Jackie streched Gnetly. "I supposse you have chores as well LucaS?"
[18:41] <@Demeon> Demeon brushed off his clothes once he was out of the carriage, making sure all was just as pristine as it could be, before casting his gaze around the market place, "Where should we head first?" He was more thinking outloud than asking them, thinking the trip was all about his own agenda and Lucas was merely along to help him.
07[18:44] * +Lucas nodded. "Yes, I have to get this dress fitted, and pick up somethings for Master Valen. He said to bring Dameon along since he was talking about the shops or something I suppose."
00[18:45] <&Valen> jackie nodded gently. "Wait fitted for whom?" He asked softly. as he started towards the tailors. Jacki having a personal passion for the creation of beutiful gowna nd clothing would certainly love being at teh tailors.
06[19:02] * +Lucas thought about that for a second. "That's actually a good question..I have no idea who it's being fitted to." O__o;
00[19:02] <&Valen> "do you have the measuremeants?" Jackie asked.
07[19:04] * +Lucas shook his head. "Should we go back to the house for them?" D: He couldn't remember if Valen had told him the mesurments along with the long list of stuff he had to buy.
[19:04] <+Lucas> *then
00[19:09] <&Valen> "Well what were you told?" Jakcie asked pausing.
06[19:11] * +Lucas was silent for a moment or two before he finally figured out what his master was talking about. "I look perfect.." He mumbled quietly >///>
00[19:15] <&Valen> Jackie only took a few mommenst before he realized that. "Oh then he means he wants your measuremeants or who it's for is about your size... That means you're gonna be the modle." Jackie explained.
06[19:16] * +Lucas blushed.. "B...but I don't wanna be the modle." He whined
00[19:23] <&Valen> "But you have the measuremeants." Jackie took up Luca's hand and tugged. "Common it'll be fun~"
06[19:24] * +Lucas sighed. "F..fine.." u///u He said taking Jackie's hand and draping the dress over his arm as they arrived at the tailors.
00[19:25] <&Valen> Once there Jackie explained what they needed and the gentleman invited them in to the back where Lucas could stand atop a small pedistal to make working on the dress easyer. There was a changing room as well.
06[19:27] * +Lucas had no clue what to do, and just kinda stood there dumbly and blushing. X///x
00[19:28] <&Valen> Jackie nudges Lucas in to the changing room. "You go get undressd I'll pick some stuff out for you to put on underneath so you dun mess up the dress." He said and went to fetch some silky underthings for Lucas.
07[19:31] * +Lucas nodded, he closed the door to the changing room and began to undress. Why did Valen love torturing him so much? ; ^ ; This was going to embarrassing, especially in front of Jackie! "I-I'm ready.." He called out.
00[19:34] <&Jackie> "Then come one out silly =w=" Jackie called.
07[19:37] <+Lucas> "O..oh,right!" He took a step out the door, using the halfway closed-ness of it to shield him to look out and see who was all standing there. Which was jackie and the tailor. He took a deep breath, why me? T///T, and carfully stepped onto the pedistal. The dress was big on him, as expected (c.)
[19:37] <+Lucas> Falling over his sholders a little, throwing off the balance of the skirt part.
00[20:00] <&Jackie> Jackie offered a smile. "You look cute." he offered gently as he move dto take a seat and watch where as the tailor wentto work.
06[20:03] * +Lucas blushed. "Thank you.." He only moved once or twice during the sewing when he got pricked with the need. "nh.. O.<"
[20:04] <+Lucas> *needle
00[20:07] <&Jackie> As time whent by Lucas would soon fin the dress fitting close and closer to his skin. the dess started to fall correctly in to place and look just darling on the poor boy. "Do you think we are getiing anouther Maid Lucas?" Jackie asked softly.
06[20:10] * +Lucas 's blush wasn't as deep as before once he finished the dress, and Lucas got used to the bloomers, and stockings making his knees feel weird. The corset wasn't so comfy, how'd girls do this? D: "Another maid? Well after Marco I really hope not..but it's not up to me anyways."
00[20:12] <&Jackie> "Oh...? Why not?" Jackie asked as a few finall things were being worked on.
[20:14] <+Lucas> "w..well you see.. I don't know.. I guess I like being master's favorite..a-and I don't want a new maid to steal my place." He said timidly.
00[20:15] <&Jackie> Jackie giggled gently and sat upa bit striaghter. "What make syou think you're his favorite?" Jackie asked becoming more and more curious~
[20:17] <+Lucas> >///< "I can't explain it, it's how he acts. What else do we have left to get? Make up and perfume I believe." He said,quickly changing the subject. ; /// ;
00[20:33] <&Jackie> Jackie nodded and got up having folded Lucas's normal clothing and tucking them in to his basket. "alrighT~" He then scuttle don out side >;3
07[20:38] * +Lucas blinked, "Hey,wait! I need to get changed!" D: ..but he was already out the door. -///- "Thank you,sir." He said quickly to the tailor before following Jackie out.
00[20:39] <&Jackie> Jackie giggled once Lucas joined him out side. "You look so adorable =w="
06[20:41] * +Lucas blushed X///x "H..hush, you. Now where the next store..so we can get inside and no one can see me." ;///;
00[20:43] <&Jackie> "You said perfume yes? This way~" Jackie lead Lucas in to a very scented shop- almost eye wateringly so D;
07[20:47] * +Lucas let Jackie led the way, and almost choked on the overwhelming perfume that hit you as soon as you took a step inside. "He..he um wanted a..a *cough* summery one.. an elegant one..and what ever one I liked best."
[20:50] <Aub> Herro
[20:51] <~Oliver> (please go to #RosewoodAcademyooc n_n)
00[20:56] <&Jackie> Jackie walked about trying to test some of the scents. @_@ oh gosh there was just so much.
06[20:58] * +Lucas eye's were watering ; _ ; So he asked the store owner to pick out two of them so he can at least spare his senses to find one he actually likes. He picked a sweet vanilla sent. "Alright, let's get out of here, I can't take much more of breathing this in."
00[21:01] <&Jackie> Jackie nodded and scuttle don after Lucas. "May be the Master likes likes you?" Jackie said stepping out sid ehis midn still lingering on such subjects.
06[21:03] * +Lucas turned to let him catch up. "w-what O////o no..no I'm just a maid, I'm sure these are for someone else.."
00[21:10] <&Jackie> "I'm sure~ =w=" Jackie giggled. "I know exactly what sort of make up would look bestest on you`" Jackie teased and took up Lucas's hand lacing their fingers together and leading him off towards the make up shop. "I think a nice rose blush and some smokey eyeshadow with some passion peach lipstick."
07[21:13] * +Lucas thought they were orginally going to just bring the makeup home T///T guess not. He held Jackie's hand as they entered the shop. "I really don't think I'm the one who should be trying it out, it's just a waste of product,you know? " >///>
00[21:22] <&Jackie> "Nah don't be silly!" Jackie enlisted teh help of trhee young ladies who fawned over Poor Lucas left and right turning him in to their life sized doll trying out all sorts of make up on teh poor boy. Jackie offered his critique~
06[21:24] * +Lucas just sat there silently and took their powered abuse. u///u He was a maid, not a dress up doll! D:
[21:24] <+Lucas> *powdered
00[21:25] <&Jackie> Once they selected sevral shades and hues for the boy they promptly left and Jackie stopped by the leather worker's shop to pick up an order. What it was was har dto say it looked liek a torture contraption wth straps and cuffs.
07[21:31] * +Lucas was sick of these fancy girl shops by now T//T He just wanted to go home. He looked over at what Jackie had from the leather shop O///o "w..what do you have there?"
00[21:32] <&Jackie> "I can't say I really know... I just know Master Vincnet asked me to pick it up."
06[21:33] * +Lucas nods a little. "Strange..anyway, is it time to go back since we have everything?" ^^
00[21:36] <&Jackie> "Yes~" Jackie called for a cab and they soon climbed in =w="You still look aadorable Lucas =w="
[21:37] <+Lucas> "Thank you..I feel.. like a girl T///T"
00[21:38] <&Jackie> "You look like a lady~" Jackie offered. "Whitch I would think is better than -jus- a girl~"
00[21:39] <&Jackie> -just- *
06[21:41] * +Lucas blushed >///< "A..are we almost home?" He asked looking out the window of the carriage. Even though he was being sweet, this was humilating T//T
00[21:42] <&Jackie> "Soon~" And soon neough they were home. Jackie hopped out and took what he had -and- Lucas's clothes and went off to do what he was suppossed to =w=
07[21:46] * +Lucas took his time getting off the carrage, this dress looked expensive! D: ..Now where did Jackie go? >.< He had all of his clothes! He sighed as he walked into the front door.
00[21:49] <&Jackie> and it seemed Lucas would be left to attend his normal chores and duities once again~
07[21:53] * +Lucas decided he better start on washing the dishes, so he headed off to the kitchen. Doing chores while all dress up like this felt weird. X///x He wondered where jackie ran off too as he started to fill the sink with hot water and scrubb some of the plates.
[22:54] <~Charlotte> As Charlotte emerged from the back of the Academy that morning, everything was silent and peaceful. A puff of white vapor rose from her lips and dissipated into the air, as she pulled in an almost painfully cold breath. Drawing the collar of her jacket up a bit closer to her neck, she strolled briskly toward the stables, not willing to let a little frost ruin her morning ride. Pushing
[22:54] <~Charlotte> open the doors, she greeted her favorite horse of the moment with a fond pat, stroking down her long muzzle. "Good morning Saffron."
00[23:15] <&Tempo> That voice chirped it's gleeful salutations, yet was heard by one other than any of the equestrian residence of the barn. A soft rustling came from behind her near the entrance of the large wooden building where the hay was kept alongside large burlap sacks of feed. The honeyed straw appeared to be moving, shifting as if something were inside it. The soft melodic voice had certainly caught some attention from perhaps a family of rats whom decided to take up nesting in the warm the straw provided. Upon closer examination however, a pair of soft roseate colored gems soon popped out from the darkness. Light squeaking followed suit, the crinkling sounds of straw being pushed aside grew in volume and up popped a lavender little head all befuddled with the remnants of sleep. The wobbly little head had bits of hay and straw sticking out from the rat's nest of hair. This tiny unfortunate creature was absolutely filthy from head to toe. Grey muck was clumped in some parts of the hair causing it to stick together like the gathered twigs of bird's nest. Skin marred entirely, making the pathetic thing look like it had been rolling with in a vast pile of blackened suit. Those bright eyes blinked a few moments as eyelashes fluttered open. His eyes focused on the tall woman before him naught but several feet from away standing at the front of Saffron's stall gate. He gasped, becoming suddenly startled he stumbled backwards in the enormous stack of straw. Jumping in vain with a failed attempt to get to his feet he slipped being tangled up in the mangled mess of straw. In such haste the small critter fell back on to his side with a yelp resounding the small tumble. Dressed in naught but grungy, rugged rags the form of a child was in full view. He had been attempting to scramble away. "I'm sorry , I'm sorry!"Came the frightened scratchy voice, with two hands coming up as he shied back in to the furthers corner of that section of the barn. Shudders and shivers now riddled the small frame as the cold enveloped the previously warm figure as he cowered back in to hiding from whom had woke him up and drew him from his nestled sleeping place. It was no doubt that after having found the barn in search of refuge, this child settled down hoping to escape the harsh cold of the previous evening. With such a jumpy frightened demeanor it was no secret that life was not particularly kind to such a young soul that now cowered before the mere presence of the beautiful woman.
[23:32] <~Charlotte> Charlotte froze as the sound of straw rustling in a familiar way caught her attention. Rats. She just knew it! Didn't she tell the students to feed the horses carefully, and clean up any treats?! oh lord, her beautiful stable run amuck with those filthy creatures. The thought was almost too disgusting to imagine. Turning toward the pile of straw, she just about jumped out her skin,
[23:32] <~Charlotte> seeing those two eyes come into view, followed by something larger than any rat emerging. With an alarmed screech, she skittered back a few steps, the horses tittering behind her, as she pressed her back to a wooden beam, wide eyed, mouth agape. As if she were stuck in slow motion, her expression gradually faded from horrified, to confused and concerned, as the boy came into full view,
[23:32] <~Charlotte> slipping, and falling, before making his way to cower in the furthest corner of the building. ... At least this looked like a boy. Who knew what could be hiding under all that filth. Smoothing out her skirt, she drew in a deep breath, and made a mental assessment of the situation. Careful to mind the tone of her voice, keeping it as serene as possible, to not further alarm the child,
[23:32] <~Charlotte> she asked, "Sorry for what? You've done nothing wrong."
00[23:48] <&Tempo> The distressed young-ling peered out from behind his arms and hands he was using to shield his face and head. Ever so slowly they lowered as long fleshy ears twinged ever so softly at the tone. He panted gently small chest rising and falling, lung burring with the frigid air. "Y-you're not going to hurt me?" he asked meekly, studding slightly. Still not moving out from that corner staying as far away as possible. His teeth starting to chatter and raddled from such cold. his hands slowly coming in to wrap slender arms around such a willowy frame in a meager attempt to gain heat. Eyes having gone wide as they shifted over the woman studying her and taking her posture, body language, tone, and decorum in full detail. His soft yet ditty visage taking on an expression of enervation abhorrence. The boy was all a jitter with small quick, jerk like motions having slipped in to that fight or flight system bypassing his rational mind. It was clear though that that was beginning to subside thanks to the effect her serene calming tone of voice. "I... I" He started again starting to calm as a heavy breath was in taken and a hard cough followed. Yet he tried to speak and get his words out. "I'm n-not supposed to be on this p-property." The words were although, slightly broken, had been softly spoken as if their frail existence could shatter and disperse with in such sheer weather that surrounded them.
06[23:58] * ~Charlotte furrowed her brow at the sad creature's demeanor, even more perplexed by his question. "No... Of course I'm not..." With a sad, pitying frown, she took a step forward, crouching down to the boy's level, and held out her hand, palm up. "Well, I don't mind you being here, little one. And the property belongs to me." She stated, rather matter-of-factly, Keeping her voice as honeyed
06[23:58] * ~Charlotte and beguiling as possible, the sort of tone one only tended to use on very small children, and pets. "Though I'd rather not have you in my barn of all places. Come on. Come with me."
Session Time: Sat Nov 10 00:00:00 2012
00[00:06] <&Tempo> The boy gave her a strange look hesitantly shifting his gaze from her hand to that pretty face. She didn't seem ill tempered in any ways and no one had ever really spoke that nicely to him in a very, very long time. After several long, and silent moments of contemplation, he started to move and shakily took a hold of her hand quite cautious and ready to pull away at a moment's notice should something dissatisfying should happen. "D. . ." He seemed hesitant to speak to her as ebbing curiosity bore a hole in him as his mind raced with thoughts. "Do you really own this place ma'am?" he asked as if such a sweet person could tell a lie.
06[00:14] * ~Charlotte wrapped her fingers lightly around his, her previously spotless white gloves now quite smudged with dirt from the youngster's hand. Her palm must have fairly radiated heat to the chilled boy, as his hand felt like ice in hers. Starting off toward the academy, she asked in a light, conversational tone, "... Do you like horses?" She made sure not to immediately begin hounding
06[00:14] * ~Charlotte the scared little thing, as curious as she was to just why he was there.
00[00:21] <&Tempo> Tempo blinked finding himself following along quickly. The air blowing past the tips of his ears causing him to bend the delicate thing back and down. The sound of his padded bare feet melding in to the near silent winter alongside Charlotte's heels clicking and crunching against the remnants of dead leaves. as the question the little black ball of suit blinked looking up to the woman instead do where he was being lead. "I love horses." he just about chirped his voice carrying the faint hint of a nicer sound- the sound of interest. "They're very pretty." he eeped out his tone becoming much less frightened sounding and drifting towards what could vaguely be considered happy. He could only grace glances at this kind lady with wonderment as he followed her wondering just what was turning through her mind. She could lead himwhere ever she like for the time being it seemed. The saying must have been true- you really do catch more flies with honey.
07[00:30] * ~Charlotte smiled at that, looking down at Tempo, "I think so too." She pulled open the kitchen's back door, and ushered the kidlet inside, shutting it quickly behind them, before the too much coldness got in. "Is that why you went to visit them this morning?" the tall woman inquired sweetly, carefully picking up the boy, who by her estimate couldn't have been over ten, under his arms,
06[00:30] * ~Charlotte and setting him atop the counter, where the soot from his pants could be easily wiped away. Again, she carefully avoided any sort of accusations. Picking up the tea kettle where it was warming on the stove, she pulled down a rather pretty cup, and poured the steaming water up to the top.
00[00:39] <&Tempo> Tempo felt a shiver run up and down his spine as the heat from the house nearly blew him away when she opened the door. He followed her in allowing his gaze to wonder about as he eyed over all the pretty decor. Soft ear perked up in slight interest and he shifted his gaze back on to her as she spoke. He was picked up suddenly and set up high. He paused thinking about how he purposefully made his presence known to the large animals as not to spook them and cause a ruckus. "I ... umm," He seemed to be having trouble formulating his thoughts in to words. "Yes... I visited early this morning." he said gently figuring that would sound best considering he hadn't a clue what time he had managed to scamper in to that barn late last night. He turned a curious gaze over to the cup watching the heated steam rise up from it. "What's that for?" he asked allowing his curiosity to runaway with him as he slipped further and further in to being comfortable and conversational with such a sweet person. His look was a bit nervous knowing the feel of scalding hot water and thussly he shifted uncomfortably away from being too close to the cup in fear of knocking it over some how by acident.
[00:53] <~Charlotte> Busily sinking a teabag into the cup, she nodded in reply. "I see... Did your parents know you were going to go visit my horses today? Or was it a secret?" She asked, not wanting to assume that the dirty boy was on his own. It was true, much to her dismay, that his condition wasn't terribly uncommon around these parts. Scooping up a bit more sugar than she would put in her own tea,
[00:53] <~Charlotte> she sprinkled it over the browning liquid, and gave it a stir.
00[01:01] <&Tempo> Tempo looked away and pulled that nastily mess of hair over his far shoulder and started to run his fingers through it bits of dirty falling out due to this sudden nervous habit. A small tremble seemed to rack the boy suddenly and he almost started to rock forward ever so slightly. "My parents... are sleeping; they've been sleeping for an awfully very long time now." his shoulders started to hitch as he fought the rising urged to bawl in front of this lady. he couldn't however stop a few crystal droplets that had welled up to the brim from falling and streaking a few small lines as they cleared light paths taking off a layer or two of dirt with them. He seemed to really busy himself in the habit he had taken up by toying with his hair almost obsessively now finding slight comfort he stopped himself and started to rub his hands stop his legs pressing down hard as he rubbed them back and forth slowly trying to ease himself having noticed he was starting to make a bit of a mess. He paused and rubbed at his eyes. "I'm sorry Ma'am..." he eeked out as his voice tightened feeling as if he swallowed a desert full or sand.
06[01:13] * ~Charlotte sighed, and met his eyes, her own full of pity, as her fears made themselves painfully true. "I see... That's unfortunate. I'm very sorry for your loss, little one." She rushed forward, taking the boy's dirty hands in hers, as he went to rub his eyes with them, "Oh! Don't, please. That won't feel nice at all, I promise you." She said, urgency clear in her voice. Setting his
07[01:13] * ~Charlotte hands in his lap, she took her own thumb and gently ran it under each of his eyes. "There now, there's nothing to be sorry for. You haven't done anything wrong." Taking up the still warm tea, she held it by the brim, the little curled handle pointing toward Tempo. "You have to be cold, after being out in that barn without a jacket."
00[01:23] <&Tempo> Tempo blinked looking at her hands as she took his and set them in his lap. He sniffled as she started to dry his tears still desperately trying to fight off any crying."Men aren't supposed to cry in front of ladies." he just about pouted in his sulkily tight throated little voice. 'Men' weren't supposed to show weakness to ladies. It just wasn't done. It was as if the little boy thought himself a grown up. The alluring aroma of the sweet teat caught the boy's attention and his mouth watered and he graciously took up the cup in both hands wishing not to break such a pretty thing. "Yes Ma'am, thank you." he chirped seeming to chipper up as he started to ever so carefully take a small sip of the heated beverage.
[01:31] <~Charlotte> "I won't tell if you don't.~" She said, with a shrug. "It can be our little secret." Once hypothermia was off of her mind, whilst the youngster sipped at his tea, her mind filled with a dozen other priorities. "Speaking of secrets... May I ask where you're planning on sleeping tonite?" No sense in beating around the bush now that she knew no one was caring for the poor thing.
00[01:39] <&Tempo> Tempo carefully took small sips of the tea before pausing to answer her question. "I can't say that I can think of anything Ma'am-I'm sure you wouldn't appreciate me sleeping with your pretty horses any more than I have." he replied sniffling to hopeful get rid of nay remnants of tears he didn't want to be seen as weak or vulnerable in front of her. Oh but that tea filled him up with a delicious sort of warmth almost rekindling the fire in his heart making him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
03[01:42] * Retrieving #RosewoodAcademy modes...
[01:43] <~Charlotte> "I see..." She replied, a sort of dreamy, contemplativeness to her tone. "Well." Charlotte continued briskly, as she snapped back to reality, making her decision. "I have just the place for you, and I can assure you, it's far better than the stable, and much warmer. However..." She paused to look him up and down. " I belive I have to make certain a boy is under all that dirt, and not
[01:43] <~Charlotte> a monster. So, you'll have to have a bath." n_n
00[01:52] <&Tempo> Tempo looked up with a partial smile, the very idea of a bath seemed to let him perk up. It most certainly would be a welcomed comfort to feel good again. "And where would that be?" he asked curiously. Tempo did NOT want to be sent back to a work house. He gave his cup a few more sips before downing the rest of the beverage giving in to his hunger. He carefully offered the now emptied cup back to her still not wishing to drop it and in turn have it broken due to his fault.
06[01:58] * ~Charlotte gently took her cup back, and placed it in the sink. "I think it'll do you some good to get warmed up, too." She grabbed the boy up under his arms again, and took his hand, heading toward the bathroom connected to the master suite. up two flights of stairs she went, making small talk all the way. "My name is Charlotte. Miss Rosewood, if you'd please, or Headmistress. Either is
06[01:58] * ~Charlotte acceptable."
00[02:13] <&Tempo> Tempo happily took her hand back up and followed along nicely. Upon hearing her name Tempo responded with ease thinking that he should also introduce himself. "My name is Tempo, Jocelyn." He pondered a moment about what exactly a Headmistress did; the title sure sounded important to him. "Wow... a headmistress... that's really important isn't it Mrs. Rosewood?" he asked takeing each step with care.
07[02:18] * ~Charlotte paused a moment, and made a proper introduction. "It's very nice to meet you, Tempo." Before picking up her pace once again, up first one flight of stairs, and then another. It was no wonder she kept a nice figure going up and down these things all day. "Well, it's important in keeping a school running smoothly. My husband and I sort of... share the job. He's a very nice man.
06[02:18] * ~Charlotte I'm sure you'll get along fantastically." It would seem word traveled fast in this house, because by the time they'd reached the stunning master suite, a maid was skuttling right out the door behind them, leaving a steaming hot filled bath behind~
00[02:24] <&Tempo> "It's very nice to meet you Miss Rosewood." Tempo chimed. He paused seeing the steaming room. "You have a husband? " He ask without thinking repeating the word. He would think someone so young and beautiful as her would have many suitors asking her to marry it seemed someone was extremely lucky. " Miss Rosewood, Is this by any chance a place of learning? " he asked softly
06[02:28] * ~Charlotte giggled, patting the boy's messy head. "It would seem someone doesn't bother to read signs before taking up residence with someone else's horses, hm?" She teased, gently, "This is Rosewood Academy. We teach boys and girls about your age, and a little older, and we all live here together, like a... Well, like a rather strange, and very... very large family, if you will."
00[02:31] <&Tempo> Tempo giggled. "Does that make you the 'mommy' ?" he asked softly as he allowed his gaze to wander over all sorts of object becoming curious to hear this was a school. It must have been a boarding school if everyone lived here right? he was seeming more and more awake as the caffeine from the tea kicked in .
06[02:39] * ~Charlotte smiled at the endearing sentiment. "Well, I suppose it does. And this mommy thinks you're far, far past due for a bath, little tumbleweed." She turned him toward the clawfoot tub with a not even halfhearted swat to his tushy, and made for the door. "I expect you to be squeaky clean when I come back, little one." The unspoken bit implying, 'if you don't want any help with that.'
06[02:39] * ~Charlotte If there were no objections, she would make herself busy finding some fitting clothes~
00[02:44] <&Tempo> Tempo hopped forwards at the swat and nodded and gently closed the door when he was certain that she had left. Oh boy, how to take a bath and not ruin all the water certainly seemed like an issue to him. he stripped bare and climbed right in and submersed for a little while come up with a significantly less amount of grime encrusted on him. He found a wash cloth and a bar of soap and set to work leaving his messy hair alone. He took careful time in cleaning off his face and ears as well as his toes and finger nails. The bath was certainly welcomingly warm as well. He soon found himself relaxing back in to its warmth wanting to curl up and never ever com out.
06[02:53] * ~Charlotte soon located a pair of small britches, suspenders, and a nicely pressed white shirt. They would be just a bit too big, but until they got to a tailor, these would have to do. Grabbing a spool of red ribbon, she made her way back to their bathroom, and knocked lightly on the door before coming right in, all the same. "We'll just get er... these washed for you." She forced a
06[02:53] * ~Charlotte smile, taking up the dirty rags the boy had been wearing, and sending them down the laundry chute.
00[02:58] <&Tempo> Tempo sat up in the bath looking over to Charlotte as she entered and shifted feeling a bit modest as he blushed. She would now notice just how palace really was! his long messy hair still was messy and dirty most of the dirt was washed off and made the bath seem like a dark pool of water. Although he wasn't entirely clean it was much easier to tell what colors he was."I'm not entirely sure those could be washed clean... They've been dirty for so long." he offered meekly Just patting them would have resulted in dust puffing off in small clouds.
[03:04] <~Charlotte> "Well, if you're not attached to them, we can just replace them, how does that sound? I'm sure you'd look much more handsome in something made just for you." Taking note of the water, she cringed a bit, and strolled straight over, pulling the plug free, and letting it drain out. Oh no. Modesty be damned, when it came to cleanliness. "Just a moment, and you can have a real bath. You'll
[03:04] <~Charlotte> feel so much better then, I'm sure." Once the water drained away, she set to filling it up again, with nice warm water, carefully measuring it's temperature. As it was filling up, she grabbed a nearby pitcher, holding it under the running tap, before pouring it over those dirty lavender curls.
00[03:09] <&Tempo> Tempo was about to blurt out a 'what are you doing' when charlotte explained and his simply covered up sitting up on his knees blushing all sorts of pink. As the water and dirt drained away Charlotte would actually be able to see just how thin the boy was. He was little twig ready to snap at any moment! He was definitely -under- fed. "That would be ... wonderful Miss Rose wood; Might I ask though what you wish of me in return for such kindnesses?"he asked gently. A good three or four buckets dumped over the boy would help get off the rest of the heavy grime and filth and he'd be ready for a normal bath~
[03:16] <~Charlotte> Sighing, as the water finally ran clear, once it passed through his hair, she plugged the drain, and poured a bit of flowery, sweet sceneted soap under the stream, letting it bubble up. "Well, what I'd like most from you is that you grow up happy, and healthy, and with a good education. If you can do all that, it'd make be very, very happy." It was clear to her that she was already
07[03:16] <~Charlotte> growing fond of this little creature, who seemed so fragile at the moment, in need of nurturing and kindness... She'd never had a student in this dire a need, but she'd never been one to shy away from work. Pouring a bit of shampoo over those locks, she gently massaged Tempo's scalp, making it foam up white and bubbly.
00[03:22] <&Tempo> Tempo blinked hearing her explanation and gave a wildly grin closing one eye as she started to wash his hair for him. Those fingers felt ever to heavenly on his scalp. It gave him chills- only these were the good kind. He found himself leaning and moving closer to her so that she may have an easier time with it. The aroma in the air was absolutely sensational. "Miss Rosewood you must surely be the epitome of serendipity." he said these two words being rather large for a boy his age- perhaps he was showing off but he seemed to understand their meanings as well which could be a bit surprising.
07[03:27] * ~Charlotte blinked in surprise, her fingers only ceasing a moment, before she continued, soaping up the boy's hair from root to tip, before picking up the pitcher again. "Tip your head back, sweetie, and we'll rinse the soap away." She set a hand on the back of Tempo's neck, allowing him to lean back a bit as well, without slipping. Once he did so, she carefully poured the water out
06[03:27] * ~Charlotte slowly, not letting it spill over onto his face. "There now. What a pretty color!" It was true, without being coated with dirt, it was a lovely shade of purple~
00[03:36] <&Tempo> Tempo leaned back letting her rinse him off. "You really think so?" he asked feeling all sorts of happy that she liked his hair color. He was feeling very doted on as it was. "I'm glad you like it.." he sat up a bit more and ran his fingers through the now silky wet hair being much easier to do than before. He turned and looked to Charlotte now that he was much cleaner than his previously disastrous mess. "Thank you very much Miss Rosewood." he chirped pushing back the urge to call her 'Miss Charlotte'
07[03:47] <~Charlotte> "You're very welcome, my dear. It's nothing but the truth, after all." Offering the boy a pat on the head, she stood, and strolled to a large cabinet across from the tub, pulling out a large, fluffy towel. Once on, it would likely reach to Tempo's ankles. "Now then, would you like to soak a little more, or would you like to get dressed, and have a little something to eat?" She put
[03:47] <~Charlotte> forth the two most comforting offers that came to mind, wishing to ease the child into a new lifestyle as gently as possible.
00[03:54] <&Tempo> Tempo perked up and brightened at the prospect of food. He just about beamed. "I would love some food!" He exclaimed and carefully climbed out minding his modestly. " Will you sit with me Miss Rosewood?" Tempo asked softly as he attempted to wrap himself in the fluffy towel. "I don't think I want to be left alone in such a big building." He squeaked truthfully knowing full well that there's a good deal of strangers here he had not met just yet.
07[04:08] * ~Charlotte took another towel and set to drying Tempo's hair, scrubbing it gently until it puffed up a bit, tossing that towel down the laundry chute as well. "I'll be happy to sit with you, darling." She cooed, pulling the towel from his shoulders, and wrapping it around his waist, noting carefully how modest the little sweetling was. "We'll have a nice leasurely breakfast together, and
06[04:08] * ~Charlotte get you settled in. No rush at all." pulling the warm, cotton shirt around him, tucking his arms into the sleeves, and buttoning the cuffs, and then the front, she smiled, seeing how much cuter he was all clean and neat. "Well aren't you just cute as a button, hm?" Charlotte chirped, pulling the towel free, and holding out some knickers for him to step into.
00[04:23] <&Tempo> Tempo happily squirmed as little as possible as she helped dry him off. He was feeling all embarrassed with so many compliments. His face was heated up and blushing a cool pink all the way to the tips of his ears. He easily stepped in to the knickers lacing each slender foot in to each of the leg holes as he kept both hands in front keeping the shirt down whilst doing do. "I think I'd rather be a boy than a button."He offered. He sighed softly. "Ah, c'est la vie~" he squeaked gently which meant 'that's life'. It seemed as though the boy might have some vauge french roots.
[04:33] <~Charlotte> "I think I like you better as a boy too, Chose coquet." She responded, testingly, in french, wondering just how much of the language he knew. Whether he chose to admit it or not, she couldn't see many boys not reacting to being called a 'pretty thing'. Holding out his new pants in a similar fashion, she waited for him to step in, before buttoning them. predictably, they were a bit
[04:33] <~Charlotte> loose around the waist. taking the suspenders in hand, she clipped them to the back, where they crisscrossed, and brought them around to the front, to hold up those fresh, clean britches.
00[04:42] <&Tempo> Tempo closed his eyes for a moment and set his hand up palms pressing against those hot cheeks feeling all sorts of strange being called something so dainty. He was supposed to be a grown up! He stepped in to the pants blushing with a heavy yet quick little sigh. " Au contraire" he responded in a bashfully tone which meant 'To the contrary'. " Vous êtes la Chose coquet." 'You are the, 'pretty thing'' He managed through his light embarrassment mind becoming befuddled with such sweet nothings.
[04:53] <~Charlotte> "Ah, so you can speak it, hm?" She replied, with a short laugh. "What a clever boy you are." She tightened up the suspenders on either side, until they were just right, and grabbed a hairbrush, gently combing through those locks, until they were neat and tidy, parting them a bit off to one side. When she was finished, she took the bit of ribbon she'd brought along, and cut two strips.
[04:53] <~Charlotte> One, she used to tie back that long hair, and the other, she tucked under the collar of that shirt, and tied in a rather fetching bow in the front. Pecking a chaste kiss to the boy's now clean, flushed cheek, she stated, "But it's true. You are my little pretty thing.~ Come on now. We'll get something in that empty stomach of yours."
00[05:06] <&Tempo> Tempo waited patiently for her to brush his hair for him and watched as she tied the bow. He wanted to learn how to make something like a bow but it seemed to escape his grasp every time. Tempo simply nodded gently but quirked a partially strange expression hearing the word 'my'. He couldn't help but smile however feeling like someone wanted him. It left a heartwarming feeling on the boy. "I agree. Food would be delicious right about now." Tempo said pondering just how long it had been since he had an actually 'meal' rather than what he had been having for the past couple of years now. He couldn't quite remember his last bu he certainly could remember that good food was to die for. the creme de la creme. "Thank you very much Miss Rosewood ." Tempo said as he wriggled about in the new clothing the feel of such soft material feeling soforieng and alien to him.
06[05:12] * ~Charlotte quickly found herself at a loss for what to put on the boy's feet. Hm... boys shoes that small weren't simply waiting around, and she certainly couldn't put him in a pair of the girlish shoes she kept around for punishment. Hm, well... The wooden floors were far too cold for bare feet. He'd get a chill, and she'd just now warmed him up. Hoisting the boy up, she simply set him
06[05:12] * ~Charlotte on her rounded hip, a hand under his skinny backside, the weight hardly a bother. "Well then, I'm sure breakfast is finished by now." She began, conversationally, heading right back downstairs.
00[05:16] <&Tempo> the boy easily clutched on to her for support. "I'm sure an apple would be lovely... I wouldn't want anyone to make a fuss or anything." he squeaked not so sure how he felt about being carried just yet. He hadn't been picked up like this in such a long time as well. It would take a little getting used to but he doubted Charlotte would make a habit of it.
06[05:21] * ~Charlotte quickly grew fond of having a little bundle in her arms. Most of the children were a bit big to be carted about this way, but this one, while his thin frame worried her, was nothing to carry along. She had an odd inclination to protect him, at least for a little while, to the best of her ability. He just seemed so... uncared for. ><; Which was a real shame, in such a sweet
06[05:21] * ~Charlotte child. Strolling right into the kitchen, she made quick work of telling the chef's assistant to make two plates early, and have them out in the diningroom post-haste. Next, she settled in to her chair at the head of the table, setting the boy right on her lap. She might let him sit in his own chair once the food arrived. Maybe. If he protested too much~
00[05:30] <&Tempo> Tempo sighed once she had settled down at a vast table. He leaned back in to her bosom resting gently without a thought. He over looked the table and blinked a few time staking in the site. "Dose every one sit here at supper time?" he asked gently looking at how big this area seemed to be. As for the fussing he didn't seem to fuss at all. He couldn't fuss to someone who just did all those wonderful things for him could he? The truth was. . . He couldn't! If she wanted to sit him there he'd stay all right. If she wanted to snuggle him to death he'd snuggle right back. It appeared as though Miss Charlotte had easily worked her way in to Tempo's good graces by showing him such kindnesses. "Or are all of those chairs for decoration?" he asked gently ear twitching as he turned slightly to look up at her. Her chest made a wonderful resting spot after all.
[05:33] <~Charlotte> "Yes, we all sit here and eat together... Most of the time. Today is a special situation. I'm sure nobody will mind us jumping ahead of them." Wrapping her arms around his slender frame, she smiled down at him. "You'll come and eat supper with us tonite, if you're feeling up to it. There are dozens of children here, just about your age. I'm sure you'll make friends in no time flat."
00[05:45] <&Tempo> "I get dinner too? " Tempo asked excitedly as if he could die of happiness living here. His mouth was watering at the idea of even more delicious editable. "I would love to have dinner with you Miss Charlotte." He said slipping instead of calling her Miss Rosewood. Tempo was all caught up in the moment excitement filling his small self to the brim. "Is everyone here as nice as you? Cause if they are I think I will make lots and lots of friends." Tempo said with a cattish grin. he was beginning to think this the luckiest day in his entire short life.
06[05:49] * ~Charlotte laughed out loud at the question. "Of course you get dinner! Three meals a day, every day, you silly thing." She didn't make any protest of the boy calling her Miss Charlotte. Nobody had attempted it yet, and so long as the 'miss' stayed, she didn't have a problem with it. "Oh, I'd say almost everyone. Some of the kids have a little trouble getting along, but nobody is mean...
07[05:49] * ~Charlotte If they are, I want you to come and tell me, alright? They're not to be acting like that, especially to a new student." And with that, their conversation had to come to a pause. Two plates were set right in front of them, each steaming with eggs, bacon, toast, and oatmeal. A tall glass of milk was set with Tempo's and a cup of coffee with her own. "There we are. Thank you dear." She
06[05:49] * ~Charlotte called after the maid who'd served them.
00[05:56] <&Tempo> Tempo nodded almost immediately. "Alright. I will come and tell you if anyone is being mean, or acting like a brute. You can count on it Miss Charlotte." Tempo offered. It seemed Charlotte's plan to enlist a snitch went over quite successfully. Tempo's eyes just about popped out of his head seeing so much food all at once. He looked at the two plates enticing him to just gorge on them but for now he seemed to be in a bit of shock. The smell was also very enticing. "Thank you." he called to whom had delivered the plates. It appeared as if Tempo had a few manners if all be it crude.
07[05:59] * ~Charlotte sat and conversed with the boy for some time, as they ate breakfast, never excusing him to his own seat, liking the comfortable weight on her lap. Eventually though, she decreed that a pile of straw was not a place for a proper night's rest, and that Tempo would have to take a rest in his new bedroom, and read his new rulebook, while she went off to teach, and do headmistress
06[05:59] * ~Charlotte things.
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Session Start: Sat Nov 10 14:39:58 2012
Session Ident: #RosewoodAcademy
06[18:18] * +Horatio hums to himself - something from the opera last week. The Herald had nothing good to say, but unfortunately for the art-lovers of Winterhaven, one of the leading art critics is an absolute hack. Speaking for himself, he thought it was a finely performed piece, and the 'ironies' so baselessly pointed out by Mortimer-whoever-it-was from the paper were not only intentional, they
06[18:18] * +Horatio were executed flawlessly. But that's neither here nor there, as the tune which the Philosophy professor hums to himself is a peculiarly cheery one, considering what a horrid and blustery-cold day is howling about outside. Horatio is in his classroom, which is particularly... shall we say, robust compared to the others - but then again, his office is positively spartan, so it seems
06[18:18] * +Horatio he keeps his eccentricities here, instead. He's arranging a few things out of a small parcel he's recieved on a shelf.
06[18:24] * Natalia came out of nowhere, suddenly appearing around the corner from Professor Horatio. If she hadn't been running to get where she needed to be, she probably would have heard him, and wouldn't have run right into him, splashing some of the dirt from her clothes onto him with a look of horror. The little neko girl said softly, 1"Good afternoon, Professor Horatio." 6Maybe he wouldn't
06[18:24] * Natalia 6notice she'd been running, or the filth covering her clothes? ... Yeah right.
[18:58] <Dreyer> "Natalia, wait up!" June shouts, chasing after her. Her cream-colored dress is just as filthy as Natalia's, if not more so, and the rose she's clipped to her hair is missing a fair number of its petals. She stops in her tracks as she watches her bump into the professor, and she gasps and takes a few cautious steps back.
[19:00] <+Horatio> "Gracious!" the man is barely able to keep the contents of his box from crashing to the ground, and is even then only able to steady the rushing girl who plowed into him with one hand on her shoulder. "Good afternoon to you as well, Miss Natalia - and Miss June. ...but where in blazes are you going in such a rush? Or in such a state?!" he steps back - flinching only momentarily
[19:00] <+Horatio> at the damp and mud-smeared state he's been gifted with... and looks at the two with curious, unjudging eyes.
06[19:05] * Whisper flushed as she saw he had obviously noticed not only that they were a mess, but she had caused him to share their state, though not nearly to the degree they were. Oh, how was she supposed to say this without it sounding as bad as it was? 1"Well, you see Professor, it was just so lovely outside today, Miss June and I could not help ourselves from taking a small break to play
06[19:05] * Whisper 1out in the grounds. But now we are running a bit late for our next class, so if you don't mind, we'll be on our way." 6Though she didn't say it out loud, by a bit late, she meant that class was almost over and they were heading to the class after that one, having effective skipped a period. She hoped he would figure that out, however, before they were on their way.
[19:14] <+Dreyer> June smiles and nods along with Natalia's story, hurrying after her. "Sorry to trouble you, sir!" she chirps.
06[19:16] * +Horatio carefully removes a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping his hand before reaching into his vest to draw out a pocket watch, which he opens with positively feline slowness. Apparently, he's in no where near the rush that the girls are in. "Mhh... no trouble at all, Miss June..." he says softly. Dismissively? Does that mean they can go? Or...?
06[19:21] * +Whisper was relieved he seemed to be letting them off, and, deciding they were far enough away from him, she said to June, 1"I guess we're lucky we ran into him, he didn't seem ot mind or notice at all. I think we did it, June." 6She grinned to to the other girl. 1"We should probably go clean up though, before we actually get caught."
[19:28] <+Dreyer> June smiles up at Natalia, looking much relieved, and nods in agreement with her senior. She's just about to keep moving when she hears a loud, pointed clearing of the throat behind her -- and she looks over her shoulder to see what the matter is.
06[19:29] * +Horatio clears his throat, and his perfect posture gives the slightest pitch forward. The girls are already halfway down the hall, and mere inches from making it out of sight - and if the saying goes true - out of mind. "Ah. Girls?" he looks rather amused -- but it isn't in the least bit proper for a pair of fine young ladies to hollar down a hallway... so they'll just have to trudge
06[19:29] * +Horatio themselves right back to him. That bland, calm smile on the man's face is.... er.... odd. He gives them a genial crook of the finger to come on back over, if they wouldn't particularly mind.
06[19:33] * +Natalia looks to June quickly first, her face falling a bit as she hears him call them back to him, motioning for them to come back to him. But... he is still smiling, so it shouldn't be all that bad. Taking the younger girl's hand, moreso in nerves than anything else, she goes back over to their professor, asking, 1"Yes, Professor Horatio, what may we help you with? We really should
06[19:33] * +Natalia 1be off, and possibly clean up a bit, no?" 6This was making her a bit nervous, but she still tried to play it off as if they had done nothing wrong.
[19:46] <+Dreyer> June gulps and follows alongside Natalia, her free hand balled up in front of her as she walks as straight as she can.
[19:51] <+Horatio> "Well girls, that's what I wanted to speak with you about." he smiles at Natalia. "You see, if I'm correct, the class Miss June should be hurrying to next is mine." a silence as deep and dark as Plato's cave might be echoing in the girl's hearts, but the good Doctor is just... merry! "So there's no reason at all to rush, because in the state you two are in, I simply will -not- be
[19:51] <+Horatio> having you in class..." he puts a hand on each of their shoulders. "...it would distract the other children. So instead, while we have time, how about you two come in, and we'll give you your lesson now - that way you'll have plenty of time to wash-up for your next class, hm?"
[19:56] <+Natalia> 6The only thing Natalia could think of to get herself out of this would have been to remind him that she didn't have him next, that she had a different class. However, she didn't want to throw the younger girl under the bus, and, honestly, if she was able to skip another class, she would no complain. Yet... she had a bad feeling about how their Professor was asking, though she didn't
[19:56] <+Natalia> 6dare voice it for fear of being right and assuming that they were, in fact, in trouble. 1"Yes Professor." 6Was all she said in responce, however, not knowing what else she could say to try and get them out of this mess, both literal and figurative.
[20:00] <+Dreyer> June's eyes widen, and a little chill runs down her spine. Of course she should have known better than to think that the good professor wouldn't have found them out... She doesn't like the way he speaks of giving them a 'lesson', but she knows that she has no choice but to follow along. "Yessir," she mutters, bowing her head submissively.
[20:09] <+Horatio> "Very well then!" Horatio closes the door behind them. "Watch the rug, please, don't need mud being tracked on that. Mh. In fact, hold a moment." zipping about the room, the good doctor begins rearranging his furniture so that the space from the door to his desk is clear - and then rolls up the rug to it so they have some space to stand. "That's better. ...and so as not to leave
[20:09] <+Horatio> stains anywhere, perhaps we can begin this lesson standing, hm?" He crosses to the chalkboard, and begins rapidly making notes while he lectures. "You'll remember last time we were beginning to speak about the difference between Substance and Accident, right June? Its the basis of a great deal of argument we'll get into later, I'm sure. Substance is the truth of something - the
[20:09] <+Horatio> marrow in the bones, so to speak. And accident is everything thats important, but not necessary - its color, its shape, its smell.... This desk, that chair, that ruler over there - all wood, you see? That's substance. Accident is what they've been made into, how they look different from each other. "You two are dirty, I'm clean - accident. One of you is taller, one is shorter
[20:09] <+Horatio> - but you're both girls, you see?" ...and then he turns from the board, eyes steady. "...the trick is, -accident- can be changed. Substance cannot. ...and since I know you two are both good girls, I want to make sure that being liars is not substance. So I'd like you to tell me again what happened before you ran into me."
06[20:16] * +Natalia listened and watched as he spoke and moved his classroom around a bit for them, feeling a small twinge at realizing he was doing this because of the messy state the two were in. As he started to lecture, though, Natalia had only half been paying attention as he had stated the lesson was moreso for June as she had his class next. However, as he talked on, she found herself
06[20:16] * +Natalia listening more and more, and then her face fell completely as she realized they were definitely in a lot of trouble. But... when he put it like that, she couldn't lie to him. 1"Professor Horatio... I'm very sorry, you see, I convinced poor Miss June to skip class with me. The whether is just so nice, I thought it wouldn't matter so much if we missed just one class. When we ran into
06[20:16] * +Natalia 1you, we were trying to get back and cleaned up before our next class, not wanting to be away too long and cause suspision."
[20:20] <+Dreyer> June feels her heart sink as Natalia confesses their misdeeds. She had hoped that Natalia would keep up the lie a little longer; perhaps they could even have gotten away with a lesser crime had she been convincing enough. But there's nothing to be done now. She shuts her eyes and bows deeply -- "We won't do it again, sir!" she pleads. "Please be merciful!"
[20:25] <+Horatio> "Miss June, it is bad enough form to be dragged into a bad idea willingly, and a worse idea to lie about it afterwards, even by omission - would you now invite *me* to take part in your guilt by not doing my job?" he shakes his head. "I think you need some time to think, young lady. We're going to deal with you one at a time." he bodily lifts the naughty girl up from beneath the
[20:25] <+Horatio> armpits, walks her to the corner, and stands her in it. "...now you stay there, and keep your mind clear and your ears open, little miss. Do you understand me?" he turns back to Natalia, the intensity of his expression cooling immediately. "Now then. Miss Natalia. You say that you 'convinced' your friend, here. Would you be so kind as to explain that in a bit more detail?"
06[20:34] * +Natalia watched as Professor Horatio simply took up June and took her away, scolding her as he did and then turning back to Natalia herself. However, when he turned back to her, he didn't seem as upset, instead asking her to explain herself. She didn't meet his eyes as she started to say, 1"Well, you see Professor, I suggested I would like to get some time out in the fresh air while
06[20:34] * +Natalia 1it was still light, while talking to June, and she said that would be nice as well. It... well, it got me thinking that maybe it was not so bad an idea, so I asked her if she would actually like to, and we discussed it a bit, and decided to do so. So you see, it was my idea completely and fully, and I take full responsibility of it, please don't be too upset with Miss June. I am the
06[20:34] * +Natalia 1rotten egg, Sir, not her." 6In her customary fashion, she rambled on and on, giving him more information than he probably needed, and talking incesently.
[20:39] <+Dreyer> June gulps around the lump in her throat as she sets her nose in the corner, hands folded behind her back. What a foolish idea this was... and what a fool she was for thinking she deserved, or would get, any mercy! As Natalia rambles on, she looks over her shoulder with a worried look on her face -- undoubtedly her senior is wasting her breath.
[20:40] <+Horatio> "Alright, alright." Horatio smiles down at her. "Remember what I said? I know you two are good girls. And a confession like that would make nuns shed tears. ...but you can't take responsibility for something that June did of her own volition. And you remember what I said about substance and accident, right?" 6he pats the girl on the head. 1"Your substance is good. Or else
[20:40] <+Horatio> 1we wouldn't have you here. But right now the accident is in desperate need of a scrub, and I would think feeling a bit guilty, too... and that's because you made a mistake that you're sorry for --- and that can be changed. We can - and will take care of that guilt." 6he speaks loud enough for both of them to hear, of course. 1"For both of you." 6--and crosses to the other side
[20:40] <+Horatio> 6of his desk, opens a drawer, and pulls out a long, solid-looking ruler.
06[20:47] * +Natalia finally looked up at him as he spoke again. He was... really kind, wasn't he? The way he spoke just... it made sense. It made her want confess everything she had done so she could be relieved of her guilt and start fresh again. Though she wouldn't say it outloud, it was not likely to keep her out of trouble, but it did make her feel okay for the mistake they had made. However,
06[20:47] * +Natalia it did not make the oncoming punishment any better, and as she watched him go to his desk and retrieve a ruler, her stomach dropped in a dreadful way. Still, she wanted to make her wrongs right, so she said, 1"Yes Professor Horatio, I would greatly like to right this wrong and wipe away this "accident" as you call it." 6She was finding herself interested in his theories, and he would
06[20:47] * +Natalia 6likely find her a more attentive student in his class from now on.
[20:57] <+Dreyer> June's eyes widen at the sight of the nasty-looking ruler, the hair on the back of her neck standing up! He's really going to spank her with that. And then... oh gosh! She turns back to the corner and shuts her eyes tightly; she can't bear to watch!
06[20:57] * +Horatio nods, business-like, but glances at Natalia sympathetically. He can only imagine how she must feel. "Alright Miss Natalia. In that case I will reward your willingness to try for me. You may choose. Either you will place your hands flat on that desk in the front row, and bend forward for me, knees and ankles together, or else I will draw out my desk chair, and take you across
06[20:57] * +Horatio my lap. Either way, that skirt is going to be lifted up, and you will be in a very different state of 'accident' when we are done. Do you understand?"
06[21:02] * +Natalia was greatful for his kindness of giving her a choice. Though she had been punished in this way at home, this would be her first at the school. Still, she knew what her choice was as soon as he said it. 1"Professor Owens, if you don't mind, I think I would prefer to be taken over you lap. And... yes Professor, I understand." 6She said, lowering her eyes a bit as her ears
06[21:02] * +Natalia 6flattened against her head, knowing this was all very real and she was going to feel that heavy looking ruler across her bottom very soon either way. Though she wanted to be forgiven, she wished this next step wasn't necessary to get there.
[21:03] <+Dreyer> June just keeps still and quiet as she listens to the scene behind her -- she wonders if Horatio would be gracious enough to give her a choice... or if she had been apologetic enough to deserve one.
06[21:07] * +Horatio grasped Natalia's hand in his own without another word. He pulled over the chair, draped her across his lap, unmindful of the dirt being smeared into his fine suitpants, and lifted her skirt with the utmost delicacy - watching June to make sure she didn't turn around against his orders. "Alright Miss Natalia. Class -will- be starting soon, and I must deal with your friend before
06[21:07] * +Horatio it, as well - even I am not so cruel as to spank her in front of the whole class for such a trifle as a bit of fall fever." ...and saying such, began to bring the wood down on the young lady's derriere, easily crossing both of her cheeks with the implement once every second with firm, steady strokes that popped and echoed across the room!
06[21:12] * +Natalia did not struggle as he took her over his lap swiftly, however, unlike him, she did notice the mud she was getting on him, though she was soon distracted as he spoke to her of the fact that he needed to deal with them both swiftly so he could teach his class without having to embarrass the two girls. She let out a surprised squeak as the wood was landed on her tiny bottom, and
06[21:12] * +Natalia squriming from the get go as he started fast on her, wanting to be done and move on to June. She kept mostly quiet except for small squeaks and mews here and there, doing her best to keep her tail out of the way.
[21:19] <+Dreyer> June winces visibly with every resounding crack of the master's ruler against flesh, squeezing her hands tightly. She begins to squirm uneasily, her cheeks glowing as she only imagines what the scene behind her must look like -- she'll do anything but actually look at it.
06[21:19] * +Horatio may be moving quickly, but Dr. Horatio Owens was not one to 'rush' a job which needed to be done well - and luckily for Natalia, that didn't mean she would have to be 'well done'. These girls were both going to be heated up quickly and well by the flying wood, but both still had classes to sit through today, so he would be a touch more humane. That was to say, he wasn't spanking
06[21:19] * +Horatio the girl's thighs. Only the rounded globes of her bottom flattening and popping and heating and coloring faster and faster now, as he concentrated on nothing except her safety and punishment. 1"That's a good girl, Natalia. You keep still like a proper young lady for me, and we'll wipe the slate clean. I'll be writing a note for you to take to your next class in case you're a bit late
06[21:20] * +Horatio 1- you'll already have trouble sitting, it won't do well for you to be laughed at for coming in a mess, so you make sure you put on a clean face and take the time you need before you hurry off, understand?"
06[21:26] * +Natalia was definitely feeling the effects of his thorough warming of her bottom, and though her bottom was stinging and heating up nicely, she couldn't help but notice again just how kind the teacher was as he seemed concerned not only with turning her backside red, but making sure she was well taken care of afterwards as well, even giving her a way to keep from having to be embarrassed
06[21:26] * +Natalia in her next class. 1"Y-yes Professor Owens -ow- thank you Sir, I -eep- appreciate it greatly." 6She tried to say as calmly as possible to him, though she couldn't keep in the small exclaimations of pain during her words, and couldn't get many more out either.
[21:30] <+Dreyer> June shuts her eyes and takes a deep breath -- it will be her receiving that terrible punishment next, and she only hopes she can be as calm and collected and polite as Natalia is right now, even as her bum is seared by the ruler.
06[21:31] * +Horatio nods, perhaps more to himself since the girl can't see. 1"Alright, Natalia. That's fine. Don't worry now - I'm not going to let you pitch off my lap - we're just going to take care of your punishment, and all's forgiven." 6-the fabric of her underclothes is enough to preserve her decency, but it will do little to protect her. The ruler comes down fast and hard, snapping and
06[21:31] * +Horatio 6stinging in narrow bands of heat -- though the girl may be slight, the ruler is precise enough that each line has its time to sink in and burn deep before the area is met by wood again, and so a hive of bees breaks out on the girl's bottom as the ruler comes down and down and down, a healthy red glow beginning to show even through her undergarments!
06[21:35] * +Natalia nodded her head, keeping her mouth shut now, though it did keep her more focused on the punishing strokes of the ruler on her thinly covered bottom. She focused on his words when she could, but they only lasted for a short while before he stopped speaking, causing her to simply feel her bottom heating up more and more, squirming it a bit in unconcious self preservation, still
06[21:35] * +Natalia keeping her tail out of the way as best she could, not wanting this to last any longer than it needed to. She felt slight tears prickling at the corners of her eyes, but she kept them in for now.
[21:38] <+Dreyer> There's not much for June to do, standing in the corner and listening to the piercing crack, crack, crack of Natalia's spanking. Uneasily, she turns to look over her shoulder, wondering if it looks as bad as she imagines it...
[21:39] <+Horatio> Lucky girl, Horatio is far too focused on putting away the shy, polite little bird over his lap, and letting out the unhappy wail of guilt he knows is eating her up inside. Sometimes 'good' children are harder to correct than bad ones - and following the same logic, sometimes they're the ones who need the correction all the more. The ruler keeps smacking down.
06[21:43] * +Natalia squirmed ever moreso over his lap, her little red bottom feeling ever so stingy, and she finally let out a tiny sniffle as he just kept spanking away at her backside, leaving it very red, very hot, and very stingy all over. She just wanted this to be over, though a part of her didn't just to save June from having to go through the same. A few tears fell down her cheeks here
06[21:43] * +Natalia and there, and she was more than ready to have this accident forgiven.
[21:48] <+Dreyer> June's eyes widen as she catches sight of Natalya's glowing red bottom, and she stares for a good long moment before turning back toward the corner in a panic! She squirms even harder now and wrings her hands, already feeling the burn in her lower cheeks.
[21:48] <+Horatio> A few sniffles might be enough for Natalia, but Horatio is determined to make sure this girl doesn't 'just decide' to take off from class again any time soon. The ruler swoops through the air, snapping and cracking against her tenderized cheeks, and will continue to do so until he has a sorry, properly-punished little girl over his lap!
06[21:51] * +Natalia lets out a loud, pained squeal and finally calls out, 1"P-Professor Owens, please, I'm sorry!" 6before going limp over his lap and letting little cries escape her as she mews and cries, hugging on to his leg a bit in defeat. 1"I'm sorry..." 6Her bottom was very sore by now, and she was beyond ready for this whole ordeal to be over.
06[22:03] * +Horatio carefully slows the spanking by inches, delivering six final awesome crackers to the crying girl's bottom before lowering her skirts and helping her stand up. He walks her over to June's corner, goes back to his own desk, writes a short note, and nods. 1"Alright, Natalia. This is for you. ...and you can go wash-up now. I know you won't have to be told to behave again today,
06[22:03] * +Horatio 1so instead, I'll just wish you a good evening." 6he smiles down at her, handing her the note, and opening the door.
06[22:08] * +Natalia cries out with each of the last six swats, relief flooding her as she realizes its all over now. She stands up with his help, glad to be back upright and having her skirts back over her bottom. She watches as he writes her a note, listening as he speaks to her and nods her head, taking the note and looking up at him with slightly tearstained cheeks, saying, 1"Th-thank you
06[22:08] * +Natalia 1Professor Owens, I promise to behave as much as possible to avoid causing another accident on my personel. Good evening, Sir." 6She looks to June with one of pity, but relieved that she doesn't have to hear her be spanked. She wasn't sure she could handle it.
[22:12] <+Dreyer> June glances up briefly at Natalia as she approaches, a look of worry and sympathy on her face. Once her senior has left the room, she takes a deep breath and turns to face the professor, her head bowed and her hands folded behind her.
[22:15] <+Horatio> "Good evening, Miss Natalia." Horatio watches the girl leave with a faint smile on his face - if nothing else, she'll be paying attention in class for the next couple classes.
06[22:19] * +Horatio looks back over at June then. 1"...as for you, you've already had to stand there and listen through one punishment. Let's not prolong this, shall we?" he crosses his arms. "I'd like you to explain your actions first, at least. Even if Natalia's already done a good job explaining yourself for you."
[22:24] <+Dreyer> June gulps and shuffles her feet, twisting from side to side. "...I'd only thought that it was such a nice day, that we ought to enjoy it for a little while," she mutters. "I did not think missing one class would be such a big deal... it was a foolish thought, and I know I'm terrible for thinking it even for a moment."
[22:31] <+Horatio> "That's a little far-reaching. Not terrible. Just foolish. Substance and accident, hm?" Horatio smiles. "You've already been punished enough by having to listen, so you can choose, as well, little Miss. ....and keep in mind that having someone around to whisper in your ear and give you bad ideas... that's accident. The little voice inside telling you not to is the substance you
[22:31] <+Horatio> need to hold onto." he gestures with the ruler: desk, or chair?
[22:36] <+Dreyer> June blushes as her eyes flit back and forth between her two choices. She nods at her teacher's words, and hesitantly raises her hand... then points to the chair.
06[22:39] * +Horatio nods. Two-for-two. Perhaps he'll mention to the other teachers that the students seem to gravitate away from the standard 'over' procedures. These girls are lucky they caught him in a good mood - even if they've absolutely ruined his clothes, he feels strangely at peace with handling a bit of discomfort for their greater good. He lifts the littler lass over his lap with even
06[22:39] * +Horatio greater ease than before, lifting her skirt primly. 1"Do you understand why you're here, June? Your sin is no less than your friend's, for willingly going along with her. So your punishment must be equal."
[22:49] <+Dreyer> June shivers and gulps as she's taken over the master's knee, and she gently nods her head, her cheeks aflame as her knickers are exposed. "I... I understand, sir," she whispers.
[22:59] <+Horatio> "Good girl. Then let's take care of this before class comes in." Horatio says, evenly. The ruler starts to come down briskly!
[23:05] <+Dreyer> June lets out such a yelp as the first swing of the ruler connects with her bum, and she kicks her feet up reflexively. As the smacks keep coming and coming, she moans and begins to squirm and kick!
[23:07] <+Horatio> "I wish you weren't so filthy or I'd have you stay for the lesson... but at least you've heard the gist of today's lesson." the man observes as the ruler continues its work. "I'll excuse you to wash, but I'd like you to come to my office right after your last class if you have any questions - otherwise you'll need to find one of your classmates, understand?"
[23:09] <+Dreyer> "Ahh! Y-yes sir!" June cries out, shutting her eyes tightly and hissing as the ruler bites into her flesh. "I'm sorry sir!"
[23:09] <+Horatio> "I'm very glad for that. It wouldn't do to punish you for something you felt justified in, now would it?" the ruler continues. "But next time, you can avoid feeling sorry if you listen to your conscience!"
[23:11] <+Dreyer> "I will sir I'm sorry sir! Owwww-ooooohh!" June bites her lip to fight back tears as the fire in her bottom intensifies and spreads.
[23:14] <+Horatio> "I know June, I know. But we aren't done yet." He grits his teeth and continues. She's far more responsive than NAtalia - which makes this all the harder.
[23:18] <+Dreyer> "Hnnnngh!" Despite her efforts, tears start to trickle down her cheeks as the terrible sting builds, and she clenches her cheeks and bangs her feet against the floor!
[23:30] <+Horatio> "You can cry, June. I know it hurts. But what you did was against the rules, and could get you sick, could get you teased, and could get you in far worse trouble than this!" Horatio scolds as the ruler sears her cheeks hotter and pinker.
[23:46] <+Dreyer> Junes resolve breaks right then, and she lets out a loud, doleful wail, tears streaming down her face as her spanking goes on, and on, and on!
Session Time: Sun Nov 11 00:00:00 2012
06[00:00] * +Horatio nods. He hears sorrow, and believes it. Much like the older girl before her, June recieves six sharp, powerful strokes, before being lifted up, her skirts turned down, and her bottom steaming. 1"...alright. You don't need to hear this speech a fourth time, I think. Go on. If you're quick, maybe you'll see your friend in the washroom, and you can accept her apology, hm?" 6he
06[00:00] * +Horatio 6smiles brightly. 1"And don't be so quick to dig yourself a deeper hole than you're already in, next time."
[00:04] <+Dreyer> June hiccups and reaches back to rub her sore bottom, nodding vigorously as she wipes the rolling tears from her eyes. She gives herself a quick look over, straightens out her dress, and offers Horatio a deep bow before hurrying away.
06[00:05] * +Horatio looks down at his clothes and sighs. Well, even if it doesn't wash out, at least he handled it before --- a bell rings somewhere down the hall --- class begins. He smirks, and starts to erase the chalkboard in preparation for his next class.